by Dances
She nodded and patted the space beside her. He moved toward her and sat beside her, perched on the edge of the bed. She leaned forward and laid a hand against the side of his face, shocked at his perfection. She could see his eyes flare in reaction to her touch. They closed as he reveled in it, nuzzling his face into her hand lovingly. She sighed brokenly and watched those golden eyes burn. "Did Martha tell you?"
"Aye, she confirmed your pregnancy."
"Did she tell you anything else?"
"Nay, said it was your role as Mami."
"I'm glad, she didn't." She reached for his hand and placed it against her belly. "Three babies, one boy- an Alpha, your son." She saw the pride in his eyes as he digested that tidbit of information. He reached for her, then stopped himself. She wished he hadn't. Her body longed to feel his pressed against hers.
"You're not going to leave me? Are you Jada?" he asked uncertainly.
"Do you love me?"
He closed his eyes. "More than my life," Caden replied starkly. "It's been two days, and Lucas told me to leave you alone for another day, but my beast .... I couldn't. I had to see you, feel you, something, anything. Please, don't go to America, not with the bairns, as well, I ...." His voice cracked. "I couldn't stand it."
"I love you, too, Caden." His bowed head jerked up. His gaze clashed with hers, scanning her eyes for the truth of her statement.
"God, mo gradh, I love you. I swear I'll be a good mate. I know I'm Alpha, that I've duties. But you come before the pack," he told her seriously, then his voice lightened and he teased. "Just don't tell them that." He shuffled closer to her, leaned down to press a kiss to her lips. It was long and sweet, filled with love and every single emotion he felt for her was transmitted through that wondrous joining. He sighed heavily when he broke the kiss. "My beast, he's calm now. I've felt on edge all day. He's been ready to take control. Thank you, my mate."
She smiled slightly, a little uneasy about the request. "Would you shift for me?"
His eyes widened a little, but he smiled appreciatively and stood, that strange charge of power buzzed through the room and where the man had once stood, now sat a panting wolf. She'd thought that at first she would be scared, but those eyes, even as a wolf they told their story. Told her he loved her, that he would die for her and their babies. She gulped emotionally and whispered, "I love you, Caden."
After he'd shifted, she'd jumped from the bed and reached for a pair of jeans and a shirt. She wanted to see Phelan and Lucas now, needed to see them, to know that she was alright with their beasts. Caden hadn't been a problem, but the other night, she'd seen them as predators. If she felt the same way now, then she'd have to learn to adapt, to change her opinion, but she hoped that nothing so major would be necessary.
Caden seemed to understand what she was doing. He stayed in wolf form. It didn't freak her out. It was strange, but it still felt like Caden even though he didn't look like Caden anymore. When she opened her door and he followed her, Jada jolted to a half and gasped in shock when she met up Phelan and Lucas pacing the corridor just outside her room and nearly walked into one of them. At her gasp, Caden growled threateningly, obviously perceiving a threat, but on seeing his lieutenants, he stopped and butted his head softly against her leg in apology.
The other two men stopped their pacing, just stood still and stared at her, their gazes moving over her hungrily. It seemed as though Lucas and Phelan were feeling as low as Caden had been. "Come in," she invited huskily, her gaze devouring their mask-less faces. Lucas looked exactly the way she'd imagined, like a bronzed surfer God, his green eyes large in his tanned, lean face. The blond hair shaggy, curtaining his face to perfection. She thought about his child in her womb and hoped that it was a little girl, with his lovely blond hair and sparkling green eyes.
Phelan looked a little differently than she'd imagined him. He hadn't shaved and a beard had formed. His hawkish nose and dark brown/black eyes gave him an air of middle-eastern mysticism, which was ridiculous considering he was a born and bred Scotsman! But he was powerfully attractive, a strength belied his features, gave him a harder edge and a sexier more dangerous look.
She led the two men to her sitting room, Caden at her heels. Taking a seat, she dragged in a deep breath. "I'm not leaving. I'm staying," she said, wanting to put them out of their misery straight away. It worked, they blew out deep breaths in relief and stared hungrily at her.
"Thank God," Lucas whispered, his sentiments joined with Phelan's.
"You love us, don't you, luaidh?" Phelan asked uncertainly.
"I do," she said, nodding. His eyes closed thankfully and Lucas's burned into hers, his thanks in his eyes.
"We love you, Jada," Phelan replied earnestly.
She smiled knowingly. Somewhere within these last few hours a confidence had blossomed in her soul, a confidence forged with the help of these three wonderful men. She hadn't needed to hear his words to know he and Lucas loved her, she'd already known, but it warmed her to her soul to hear the words.
She slowly removed her mask, which until Caden had removed his, had stayed there forgotten, and grinned at the surprise and flashes of lust on their faces. Even Caden's, which had been the funniest thing she'd seen in her life.
For these three and herself, the best was yet to come.
* * * *
"I can't believe you didn't tell me that my beautiful babies would shift two weeks into their life!" Jada's words were said without heat, but still contained the residual anger she'd felt when she'd gone to pick up her gorgeous baby girl and had seen a white-haired sleepy wolf-pup resting in her crib. She'd screamed and screamed, which had frightened the pup, who'd started howling. Her howling had frightened her brothers, who had joined in with the noise and Caden, who's heart never settled where his family was concerned, had rushed into the cacophony of sound, danger written on his face, a ready-to-defend stance firming his muscles and panic in his eyes that had perversely warmed her heart. She loved those descriptive eyes that told her without words how important she was to him.
She didn't have to see or hear the sigh of relief that escaped his mouth to know he'd been prepared to defend her and the children. It was written all over his face, which was quickly swapped with annoyance at all the noise. "What on Earth's the matter?" he'd snapped.
"My little girl's a puppy dog," she'd wailed.
Caden had sniffed haughtily. "Wolf-pup!" he'd growled.
"You knew about this!" she'd screeched.
"Of course, I did! It's what happens." He'd frowned at her in confusion when she'd come at him, slapping his arms and chest with her hands, hitting him in real anger for the terror that had invaded had soul when she'd seen the pup resting where her little girl had been.
"You bastard! Why the hell did none of you tell me?"
"Jada! Stop it! It never occurred to us to tell you. It's no problem. They'll switch back and forth. It's what we do. They'll spend most of the next few weeks as a pup. It's safer that way. They're stronger as pups. They switch back when Mother Nature says they're ready!" He'd leaned down into the crib and lifted the small pup into his hands. Bringing the girl to his face, he'd nuzzled her for a second, then tenderly had walked close to Jada and allowing no space between their chests had pressed his daughter against her mother. "She needs her Mami. Reassure her. You frightened her!" he rebuked softly.
"It's your fault," she'd said in a happy, sing-song voice, when she felt anything but, trying to reassure her baby that Mummy was alright and loved her. Cuddling her baby to her chest, she'd whispered, "I can't believe this!"
Even now a few months later, she couldn't believe it, watching her babies roll around on the ground outside their home, their little furry bodies squirming around in the heather. "This is so surreal," she told Phelan, who sat with her, watching the pups. It was easy to see which pup belonged to which father, although each man classed all three as their own. The black haired pup was Caden's, the white haired girl Lucas' and the brown-black haired pup was
Phelan's. She sighed in pleasure as she watched the babies she had never thought she would have and she grinned at her mate. Jumping to her feet, she walked over to them and lifted the two boys into her hands, letting Phelan carry Aila, and threw over her shoulder, "It's playtime for the grown-ups now!" She shrieked as he chased her back into the homestead, their home that made Larissa's castle look medium in size. Although it was home, she was glad she didn't have to clean the damned place!
They'd returned the pups to their nursery and as soon as the door was shut, Phelan began kissing her, eating hungrily at her mouth, tearing at her lips with his teeth, their tongues dueling, passion raging. He quickly ripped the shirt from her torso, cupped her bare breasts in his hands, breasts that had grown larger and were still heavy with milk, lowering his head to lave a nipple. She moaned as even tender handling was enough to thrust her right on the edge, clasping his head to her breast, reveling in his touch. His hands had clutched at her skirt, dragging it up to her hips. Gently nudging a leg between her own, he spread them and, grasping her thighs, he lifted her up against the wall and buried his face in her breasts.
Feeling his hand fumble against his fly, she groaned hungrily when that hand bumped her pussy. His cock sprung free from its prison. Guiding it between her sopping wet folds, he allowed her weight to impale her on to him. Groaning in excitement, she clasped him with her legs and whimpered as he walked down the hall with her stuffed full of his dick.
She was almost ready to explode when she reached their bedroom and Phelan dropped her gently on to the bed. She saw Lucas already there, reading a book on the bed and heard Caden speaking on the phone in his adjoining office. Her groan caught Lucas' attention. His head jolting upwards, his hands immediately flew to his fly and quickly he stripped himself free from clothes.
Caden's, "What's all this? I thought you were with the bairns?" Caden demanded..
It wrung a low moan from her. Her hooded eyes clashed with amused ones. She glared at him, wanting him, lusting after him but nevertheless wanting to stick her tongue out at him, too! He began to strip also, releasing that glorious body into her line of sight.
Watching him walk over to the nightstand, she saw him shiver as he poured lubricant over his already hard cock. Tossing the tube to Lucas, he approached them and lay down on the bed beside them. Phelan lifted her up and with brute strength, kept her high up against his body, yet somehow managed to spread her ass cheeks for Caden's cock to probe between.
A shiver rushed over her as his fingers worked there first, spreading the lube that coated his hand on to the pucker of her ass. When his cock pressed against that impossibly tight hole, as she always did, she thought, how the hell is he going to fit? But somehow he did and the pressure of both cocks filling her tight, pushing against the other, hitting every little nerve-ending from entrance to deep back in her cunt and ass, made her whimper hungrily. She loved it like this. They had to do all the hard work. She had only to hold still and enjoy what they did to her.
With a few rocking thrusts, Jada was nearing the very edge of sanity. It seemed to be so close, yet so fucking far away. Suddenly they spun over, so that Phelan was on top and she saw why, Lucas was kneeling beside them, his cock already weeping. Leaning on shaking elbows, she opened her mouth hungrily to accept him. He grasped the base of his dick, because they both knew he had a tendency to thrust a little too eagerly and they all liked her breathing! She welcomed him into her mouth with a long suckle. A long low groan escaped his mouth. She then allowed him to thrust because her precarious position wouldn't let her do much else for him! Phelan and Lucas grunted as they pushed hard into her, and she moaned around the fat cock that was lodged in her mouth.
Her eyes clenched tightly shut when Caden grunted and spread her ass cheeks wider and clutched them in his hands, using them as leverage to rock into her harder and faster. Both men settled on a rhythm that rubbed their cocks together, which made her groan. The thin skin between them felt scorching hot, burning as those nerves were branded by burning hot cock. Phelan started to quicken his pace, his climax obviously nearing. Her breath hitched when she felt that splash of cum deep inside of her, felt the aftershocks as both Lucas and Caden seemed to cum at the same time, leaving her behind. Swallowing Lucas's seed, she pulled away from him. Her pleading eyes clashed with Phelan's, who acted in true knight in shining armor fashion.
Phelan and Caden timed it right, when they pulled out at the same moment, sending a shard of shattering pleasure through her used lower body. Her body began undulating on the bed, need coursing its way over her aching flesh, every part of her needed to climax. Even her skin!
When Phelan dropped to his knees and began to lap at her clit, her hips shot up from the bed, that tender unexpected touch a shock. Lucas and Caden turned to her breasts, licking and nuzzling the sensitive nipples, making her cry out as the triple assault worked faster than the foursome she'd just participated in. When one of them sucked hard and she felt the release of milk. Despite her embarrassment, a blast of pleasure assailed her, one that sunk her underwater and made her drown in the sea of sensation she was currently swimming in.
All three erogenous zones worked together to send her to the stars and her final thought before she allowed that pleasure to take her, was that she had this forever.
These men were hers forever.
How lucky was she? The luckiest woman alive!
The End
